as Zayn walked through the thick aired room of an overpopulated gay club, looked around and observed the people in the crowd.
he leaned against a wall and looked over at the bar.
he saw a small blonde boy talking to a curvy brunette boy that was pulled away by a tall lad with a head of curls.
The small boy began turning on the bar stool.
Zayn found him adorable.
soon, the blondes' blue eyes met his across the floor and Zayn paid close attention to the way the boy blushed.
Zayn smiled and walked through the crowd, making his way over to where the boy was sitting.
"hi."
the blonde looked to the floor, blushing,
"hi."
"Zayn."
"I'm Niall."
Zayn smiled at the Irish accent,
"what are you doing here tonight, out with a gay friend, waiting for a boyfriend, getting drunk, or waiting to be talked to by a random guy that you caught staring at you?"
Niall laughed and it seemed to echo through Zayn's ears and go straight to his heart.
"well, I am out with a gay friend, but he ditched me for his boyfriend that is probably fucking him in the bathroom right now. let's see, I am bi, I don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend and I'm not that drunk at all and I did catch a random guy staring at me, but I didn't and still don't mind about that."
Zayn smiled and thought over his words.
"so, would you like- wanna go get something to eat?"
Niall smiled,
"I'd love to! I'm actually kind of hungry."
Zayn smiled down at the boy and held out his hand.
Niall smiled and took it, walking through the crazy crowd next to the boy with raven hair.
as they walked out into the cold and musky air, Zayn smiled to himself because this boy made him feel something different that he didn't quite understand.
•••
they took Zayn's car and drove to a little diner.
Zayn and Niall got out of the truck and went into the diner, taking in the warmth of the place.
when they sat down, they ended up just ordering a pizza to share with sodas.
"what's your last name, Zayn?"
"Zayn smiled, why?"
"well I just think that if we know each other's first name and if I've shared a pizza with you and talked to you about random things I should earn the honor of learning your last name."
Zayn laughed and shrugged,
"Malik."
Niall smiled.
"that's cool, mine is Horan."
they smiled and ate for a few more moments, but Zayn couldn't help but be distracted by the red tint on Niall's cheeks, and the way his laugh echoed through the place.
Niall made him feel all hot and overwhelmed, and Zayn couldn't help but notice the tightening of his jeans.
Zayn bit his lip and tried to calm down.
Niall went on to keep the conversation going,
"so, what do you like to do for fun?"
Zayn had to think more than usual, but soon he came up with an answer.
"well I like singing a bit, and I love to draw and spray paint and stuff."
